Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Once the flood has burst its banks, it will be difficult to recover.It will only slump thousands of miles, rushing into the sea with a force of destruction.

People's anger is like a flood. The waves hit the shore, and the waves are higher than the waves. Once the dam is broken, it can no longer be stopped.

The anger of one person is like this, let alone the anger of thousands of people.

They poured out their anger, not only for today's cold reception, but also for the nine years of snake-like patience, for all the grievances and mourning that were bitten into pieces and swallowed in their throats.

Their throats were pierced with invisible knives, and their roars were louder than ever.

The roar is not only for myself, but also for the innumerable mourning and remembrance, relatives, friends, children, partners who have passed away innocently... the finale that is in danger.

When dawn broke, the sky was hazy and clean, like a pale white egg, but a hideous crack was torn open by a sudden roar.

The Jianghu people swarmed up, using their flesh as a hammer, and forced to break open the shield formation of the defenders. The two sides fought hand in hand, and the sound of the clash of weapons was messy and harsh, echoing over the capital city, and it lasted for a long time.

At first, the defenders still had some leeway, and formed a knife formation in threes and fives, trying to subdue the madmen.However, the warriors were furious and rushed forward, slashing randomly with their swords, killing more than a dozen people in a blink of an eye.Seeing the tragic death of their comrades, the defenders also jumped up one after another. Without the captain's command, they swung their silver steel knives and slashed at the enemy's neck.

In the barracks, blood was flying everywhere, and people fell down with a sad sound. The corpses with decapitated parts were trampled on by everyone, and became bloody and bloody. The tragedy was indescribable.

The sky in the east is gradually brightening, and the morning sun has climbed up the city wall. A ray of sunlight is wrapped in thick clouds, bright and sometimes dark, like a chick wrapped in a shell, beating the eggshell with its immature beak, and raising its head. Looking forward to the moment of birth.

However, the human world it expected has fallen into the underworld, full of crimes, and darkness.

The capital of Yu State was in chaos.

Yesterday's rebel army has become today's rebellious party.But the act of rebellion happened at the feet of the emperor, the day of the great sacrifice, the day of offering sacrifices to the gods and praying to the heavens and seeking well-being throughout the year.

The people in Anyi City had woken up from the sound of the war, and they were looking at the scene to the west in panic.

In the barracks in the west chamber, tens of thousands of volunteers came out in full force.The walls of the barracks were made of wooden stakes, and the rebellious army brandished weapons and beat on the walls, completely breaking open the narrow gates.

Towers stood on both sides of the camp wall. Among the rebels, someone climbed to the top of the tower, beheaded the soldiers of the Yuchang Army, tore off the bright red military robes from the dead, tied them to banners, and waved them in the wind.

Amidst the sound of hunting, blood-red banners bloomed over the capital.

The great army was swept by the frenzy, and few people remained rational.

Ah Jin is one of them.

She hid in a corner, trying her best to avoid the crowd that kept coming forward. Her former companions looked fierce, as if they had become strangers. , Are you really going to rebel? Is there no way to dissuade them?"

She tried to grab a man's shoulder, but the latter was stunned for a moment, turned around, and impatiently shook off her hand: "Little girl, get out of the way if you don't mind, don't get in my way."

She was pushed and staggered a few steps, her heel stumbled on the stone, she yelled, and almost fell, thanks to a pair of hands holding his shoulders from behind.

The person behind it was Liang Xiao, who supported her steady, shook his head and said, "Even I can't persuade them, so you better stop trying in vain."

Ah Jin bit her lip and said, "We came here to seek peace, why did it turn into a situation of treason? Both the Yuchang Army and the Rebel Army are the people of the Yu Kingdom, so don't they have to kill each other?"

Liang Xiao frowned and said: "Although I suspect that someone is behind the scenes and fueling the flames, it is an indisputable fact that the rivers and lakes and the imperial court have accumulated deep grievances. Once the seeds of hatred are planted, it will be difficult to eradicate the roots. As long as there is a spark, it will rage. combustion."

A Jin lowered her eyes and murmured: "It would be great if Brother Dongqing was here, only he can convince them."

Liang Xiao said, "It's a pity he can't show up."

"Why not?" Ah Jin was puzzled.

"Because he has already set off to find someone, only that person knows Xi Rang's whereabouts, and only with him can we catch the whereabouts of the Demon Cult. However, as long as he walks with that person, he will definitely lose his trust in Jianghu."

"Huh? Why is this=?"

"Because that person is Qianhu in Yuchang's army, if he is with him, he will be regarded as a running dog of the imperial court."

Ah Jin blinked: "Brother Liang, do you know him?"

Liang Xiao was slightly taken aback, and turned his gaze to the distance: "I used to know each other, but it's a pity that I've broken up my friendship now."

"Benevolence?" Ah Jin was even more confused and wanted to ask, but Liang Xiao's palm had already rested on her shoulder: "We can't slack off right now."

"However, the army has rushed out of the barracks, and there is no way to stop it. What should we do?"

"There's always someone left and we put them together."

Ah Jin frowned, "But there are not many people left."

"Although there are not many, they are all clear-headed people. If we work together and wait for the opportunity, we may be able to seize the turning point."

"Turning opportunity..." Ah Jin thought of the word "rebellion", her voice couldn't help trembling, "Is there really a turning point?"

Liang Xiao nodded at her and said, "If there is a turning point, but we let it go, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Ah Jin was stunned for a moment, and seemed to regain courage from the other party's relaxed tone, nodded vigorously and said, "I understand, then I'll go find someone."

She looked around and saw a familiar face behind a tent, she immediately turned around and walked quickly towards that person.

Liang Xiao watched the girl's back go away, his nimble feet crossing the blood-stained ground.

The bloodstains look like rust from a distance, but they are greasy and wet. They were still hot at the first moment, boiling under the human skin, like a burning flame, giving birth to endless power, but the next moment, they became Dirty cold liquid stuck in the mud.

The blood splashed on the soles of the shoes, rose up with the footsteps, and soon fell back into the soil, like tentacles growing from the ground, entwining the strangers on the ground.It made the girl's steps slower and harder.

Liang Xiao stared blankly at the scene in front of him, the mixed smell of rust and stench wafted to his nose, making his spleen and stomach overwhelmed.

He finally let go of the strength on his back, slumped his shoulders, and let out the sigh suppressed in his chest.

He has no confidence in his heart, let alone the belief to survive this pool of blood.

He is just an ordinary person, he has no desire for power and power, he just wants to make a few friends in the Jianghu, drink wine and enjoy flowers together, talk about poetry and swords, be carefree and carefree.

Even so, he was still forced onto this road of no return.

In the surging rivers and lakes, all living beings are like swimming fish. If the rivers and lakes are polluted by conspiracy and boiled by flames, how can the fish in them be spared.

He finally raised his head again, following Ah Jin's example, stepping out of the mud, looking for a faint hope in the barrenness.

Too much blood has been shed in this arena.

At the end of this cool night, he missed the hot wine in Changfeng Pavilion very much.If he had to be martyred in the Tao, he hoped to drink with his old friends and taste the wine again.